Hiring~ma, Aims!
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Glad the interview went well - and wow, you've been a whirlwind of activity this morning.
Glad to hear the good news, Aims.
In more good news of my own: I'm without fever! But so weak, it's ridiculous.
In bad news: we're out of tea.
My bad news: somebody left the office fridge open over the weekend and my Thai leftovers and the milk for my coffee had to be thrown away.
Good news: we have leftovers (sandwiches, chips and cookies) from an event this weekend so I don't have to scramble to find lunch.
Bad news: I am tired of eating Atkins style.
Good news: I have lost 11 lbs.
Yay for cookies and yay for losing weight!
wow, you've been a whirlwind of activity this morning.
I have; I hate sitting still. Pretty soon, I'll probably go clean Emeline's room, even though she should totally do it herself. Maybe instead I'll run to Michael's to get the stuff to make her chore chart and our family info center. She also starts swim lessons tonight.
[link] Huh. According to that link, the collective noun for cats is a nuisance of cats.
Beware of Atkins. My dad's heart surgeon said, "atkins built my beach house."
Yeah, I've been on it for a month and am stopping after this coming motorcycle trip, to go to healthy foods/calorie control. It was good for getting me off my All Sugar All The Time eating style.